" I do mostly. I want to hear your version."Stewart explained everything and while he spoke, Lilith took his hand. It felt calming.When he stopped, S...ewart thought Lilith summed up his case perfectly,"What a bitch! Do you know if she's cheating on you?" Maybe. I don't know." I hate women like her. It gives the rest of us a bad name." Do you think you can help?"Miss Stark stared across the table, "I can get your money, I can getyour wife to cooperate in the divorce, and I can get your kids. The slick, cool feeling as my hand brushes against it…the canvas is turquoise. It loves to look down at me, almost as if asking if I can remember the sky. I often wonder if I do remember the sky. I can’t help but feel like the sky was something that existed before this world. It was something to be enjoyed, like the warm waves of summertime sun, running through the dew-stained grass, laughing to yourself and looking left and right and back and forth. And up. The turquoise canvas is the. Fuck, it's been too long. I'm going to use you kid. I'm going to use you up. Oh fuck, I keep coming." All this time she was stroking me as she had done in the shower, but sucking too. Now she needed to take my spunk down her throat. I spurted and it surprised her. She choked and then struggled hard to get every fucking drop of come. This bitch loved come. I kept shooting into her sucking mouth and she took it all. She licked it clean. Smiling, she looked at me and then told me what I had to do.. She wondered if the past her had ever realized that the Controller was wearing away her resistance, if she’d recognized that she was doing things she’d sworn she never would do, or if the Controller made those things desirable to her, step by step. Did she fight against her enslavement, knowing that she was being forced to obey but unable to resist the pure, addicting pleasure of obedience? Or did everything seem perfectly natural, totally normal by the time the Controller had reshaped her.